Before Ye Yu could feel happy about the Flame Scars Seal Art, an incomparably cold aura suddenly surged from his palm.
Like bone-eroding poison, it began spreading up Ye Yu's arm.
A burst of searing pain struck at once. Ye Yu saw the world before him turn crimson, let out a roar, and clutched his left hand tightly, trying to use external force to stop that aura from climbing further.
But it was utterly useless. Even spiritual power was forced back the instant it touched that aura.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, the Void Sky Cauldron shone with azure light once more, forcibly halting the aura's spread.
Yet it could only halt it. Even the Void Sky Cauldron could not completely disperse the cold aura within the seal art.
Having narrowly escaped disaster, Ye Yu was drenched in cold sweat as he looked fearfully at the seal art in his palm, which had already expanded slightly.
It was difficult to imagine what consequences using the power of this seal art would have brought if he had not possessed the Void Sky Cauldron.
The people in the court were startled by this sight at first, then came to a realization.
No matter how strong Ye Yu was, he was only at the Nascent Soul Late Stage. Though he had just driven back a Spirit Transformation cultivator, he must have been injured.
Only when Ye Yu's expression gradually returned to normal did Qin Ruoxian's tense face finally relax.
Qin Wushuang also let out a long breath. "Imperial Guard Nie, when you arrived, you said you wanted to test Yu's abilities. Now you have seen them, haven't you?"
Nie Xing's expression shifted. He knew Qin Wushuang was offering him a way down. He had not wanted to let Ye Yu off so easily,